Michigan and the Morans: can life get ANY better?!

My dreams have come true. The Morans came to Michigan. I can now die a happy woman.

We gave them the tour of the place. Mark's concert at Hill Auditorium. Zingerman's at night. The stadium the night before a game. A visit to Meijer for game day gear. The game itself. Board games afterwards.

And although they didn't join us, Mark fulfilled another dream of mine. Rowing. Like in a boat that is legit. And will almost tip with the slightest movement. My back might have been thrown out for the next week, but it was completely worth it!

Zingerman's. We actually closed down the place, sitting outside on a beautiful Fall evening.

It's no visit to Ann Arbor without a visit to the stadium the night before a game. Jared tried as he might to get us INSIDE the stadium by sweet talking the security guard, but with no luck (darn it!).

A perfectly timed picture. Jared jumped just as Mark took it. (You gotta love Mark's tux...

The morning of. It was great to have Beth and Riley join us.

We never buy any snacks during a game, but after seeing the Morans', I might need to reconsider :-)

I've said that the picture of the Morans and us in front of the temple is how I picture heaven,
but if I wasn't righteous, this would be the pearly gates right here!

Mark was incredibly patient with us.

You can't appreciate it from far away, but you actually sit ON TOP of the boat. It is crazy scary!

Everyone was far less scared than I was.

Now if only we lived near a lake, we could do this ALL the time!

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